Can I slip your pants off? I can replace them a little later." Pausing, he said, "Minn, I can tease you if you like? It'll be about what I did with mo.... I'll hold back from going in your vagina but it'll feel like I am. It might give you a more intense orgasm. After that I can get fully on top like with mom, for just a few minutes. Anytime you want me to go on to your orgasm just say 'orgasm'. " Minn was still breathing hard, looking at him, getting her thoughts back. She nodded and said, "Yes.. Keep fucking your mother. Ohhhh I'm gonna cum, my lovely teenage son.I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM!"My mom's pussy convulsed one last time, drawing inward, before exploding its contents into my waiting mouth.Her body shuddered with waves of pleasure, while I hungrily drank all of her cum.We layed there for a minute, with her recovering from her intense orgasm, before she said, "We should better get downstairs, before everyone starts wondering what's happened to us."I agreed, and we reluctantly got up. Standing before his desk, she felt quite ill at ease, not thinking it was her place to initiate the conversation, but unsure of what he might say to her. After what felt like an age, he finally stood up, walked round the desk and stood beside her."Do you remember your visit here yesterday?" he asked in a quiet, controlled voice which filled her with foreboding."Do you remember what you said then?" he prompted."Yes, Mons ... Master," she said, her voice quavering, "I said I was resolved to. “Think about what we talked the other day? I think she’d be perfect.” The woman’s eyes rested right between my legs, and I wanted to die with mortification. My hands were free by now, but they dangled uselessly by my sides. “You think so?” Lydia’s face was elegant, slightly oval, with high cheekbones, pouty lips, a straight but narrow nose and big, silvery-grey eyes that seemed to be able to look all the way inside me. I fidgeted. “We found her diddling herself in a changing booth at the mall,.